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    phlegm (brad hamers & slomoshun) - debut LP 2002 Three Sides Of A Circle (3SC)
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lyrics

a bad math problem

and i’m wrapped up with myself
my mind’s a rubber band
always snapping to the tunes
i used to hear on the radio
the radio is a room
and i’m trapped up inside
running my head into the walls
just trying to stay alive
i knew you never understood me
always pretending to catch my lines
i’m alone in a body
that wants to kill its own mind

this is a hoola-hoop contest
a ring around the rose garden festival
where we avoid the thorns and fiend for the petals
metal made men – made in china’s black-market
backyards – guarding doors and windows
i just can’t get inside
myself, lately i’ve felt withdrawn and exiled
drawing blanks on the faces of drawn out days
looking in mirrors that reflect a stranger
so i never talk to myself unless my mother’s
not looking, i’m looking for a cause
because i need the effects, i’m a gratification
junkie that just won’t accept its own reflect – shunned
by my own light, i’m searching to find darkness
give her my ring and make her my wife
i want to fuck spider webs and have children
that won’t be bugged
become one with my image so i’m never perceived
as too much of anything
start collecting push pins to mark maps
of my soul so i never get lost again without a way out
load up my car
wash off the windows
clear the drive way
and lock myself inside
but i’ve come to find
that my car,
well, its kind of like my inspiration
out of gas with a flat tire
trying to fuck the parking spot
it married 4 years ago but
too impotent to finish off anything
so i just sit in it and
check myself out in the rear view mirror
dwelling on a fogged up past

the criticism is thick
my high beams seem to be dim
i’m putting paper bags on my face
and suction cupping my image to the frige
i’m senseless trying to buy gumballs
and help them call home
always running short
and wishing i was a little bit taller
holding constipated pens
that refuse to take a laxative
i’ve taken out my spinal cord and attached it to a guitar
i play myself over and over
but i still can’t learn the words
i need a karaoke machine and a teleprompter
i’m losing sleep, staying up all night
writing letters on my eyelids
tyring to help my brain burp and my heart cough up
its phlegm
expressing myself is what keeps me myself
but lately i haven’t been myself and don’t know
how to express that
so i wander the streets in search of the express train
but there’s no fast way out of here
i’m stuck under flesh
poking and prying
its just me and a mic stand
having a staring contest
under a spotlight
of the wrong color
i’m seen under buzzing
light bulbs
that came out the womb
of strobe
in a hospital bed next
to neon
i’m a black light
called tie dye
blow my eyes
i wipe tears with tissues
that’s really my shirt
so i walk around wearing my feelings
i buttoned my heart to my sleeve
it’s laminated and mass produced
but everyone’s dyslectic
and reads me wrong

credits

from phlegm - one night stands with out of tune instruments in a room with blue wallpaper, released March 5, 2002
lyrics & vocals By Brad Hamers
production by Slomoshun

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brad hamers Portland, Oregon

writer, music-maker, collage-maker,, performance-maker, loud dreamer, mental gymnast

(member of: Through Flames, Child Of No Nation, Cat Child, Dust On Snow, Two Ton Sloth, Phlegm and Al Límite Collective)

Artist at Shrine13

www.bradhamers.com
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